Back from Sweden; Here's My Itinerary!
- No more of this. I'm back in AMERICAAA.
- The route. (Make the map larger.)
Heeeey....it's been a while. Yes. Yup. Yeah. I got back from Sweden about a week ago, but in the last week I've been editing photos, writing posts about Sweden on Serious Eats (which takes me an obscene number of hours, partially because I can't read Swedish, partially because my thoughts unfurl at the speed of a one-legged sloth on barbiturates), getting caught up on work stuff, and not going out to eat. The last bit was pretty nice, actually. How else would I get to eat boiled potatoes, crème fraiche, and pickled herring three nights in one week, if not in my own kitchen?
...I must miss Sweden. Just a bit.
To remind y'all, I went to Western and Southern Sweden with Kåre on a press trip sponsored by Visit Sweden, West Sweden Tourist Board, Skåne Tourist Board, and Volvo for their CAR + VACATION contest. The contest is only running until the end of the month, so for better or worse I have a deadline that's motivating me to push out posts—at least ten—as fast as I can. (Now I'm thinking about ten babies popping out so quickly they're hurled airborne into...something. Something soft? Ok, I haven't thought about where they're going; they're just forever airborne.) Which means I may further neglect this blog for the next week, despite that it's already horribly neglected. Erm...um...
But I do have one Sweden-y post I can give you that doesn't fit on Serious Eats. Since I won't be able to write about everything we did (because we did...a lot), here's the itinerary we followed in case you too want to rent a car in Gothenburg and drive it down the Western coast, zig zag across Skåne, and end up in Copenhagen, the main difference being that your trip would cost mountains of more money than ours. (Now I can't stop thinking about Scrooge McDuck. That's just what mountains of money makes me think of. Anthropomorphic duck with a Scottish brogue.) What the itinerary leaves out is when I stayed up until 3 a.m.-ish every night doing work or attempting to edit photos, and all the times I took naps in the car and in the hotels (because of the "staying up until 3 a.m." thing—my hallmark cycle of fail), but you get the picture.
